i wish i had a single thought the least bit legitimate enough to open up my mouth and spit accuracy it’s gettin’ easy

in this act i’ll disguise those dead eyes lay flat the tongue let the supplement slide down everything is fine! and my brain is cloudy, leveled out the pill, dissolved, it’s flushing out everything i care about and not replacing it with anything substantial

so i’m on my hands and knees like a martyr callin’ out his final plea the executioner looks exactly like me it’s me! it’s gettin’ easy

and i wish i had a single thought the least bit legitimate enough and i wish i had a single thought the least bit legitimate enough (and i wish i had a single thought….) and i wish i wasn’t on my hands and knees like martyr callin’ out his final plea the executioner looks exactly like me it’s me! it’s gettin’s easy

in this act i’ll disguise those dead eyes like a stack of dinner plates all polished white hands at my side straight jacket mind, alright it’s gettin’ easy.